My Beloved Has Risen from Death’s Embrace

tted her startled chest, exhaling a relieved breath, “What a coincidence, I finally managed to get a break from the film set, and here you are!”

“It’s only ten o’clock, still early. Can I come over to your place for some late–night snacks?”

“What are you holding? Do you have work tonight?”

It had been days since she last saw him, and upon seeing him, Xanthea chattered joyfully, only to notice after a while that the man in front of her had a dark, ominous look on his face, his presence chilling like eternal ice, sending a shiver down her spine.

“Orion, what’s wrong? Did something upset you?”

“So everyone can, but not me, is that it?”

Orion looked at her; his gaze was piercing and cold, reminiscent of the chilling sharpness when he first saw her body in that old crypt.

Xanthea was both puzzled and frightened by his stare, “What do you mean by ‘can‘ or ‘cannot‘? Orion, what are you talking about?”

cheek. As he was about to enter Room 3001, Xanthea grabbed his arm, “Hey,

man In the middle of the night?” Orion turned around, his dark eyes suddenly bursting with a chilling

was stunned by his shout, with a look of total

calling

rendezvous with a man in the

Xanthea, and. She quickly realized what he meant–could

she brought Benjamin to Sunset Hills Estates

thoughts are

“Bang, bang, bang!”

“Bang, bang, bany!”

out and explain yourself! Who’s having a secret rendezvous in the

o’clock, how is that considered the middle of the

just here to discuss the script with me, and you twisted it into an

the way Benjamin touched her head before leaving was weird. Orion couldn’t